The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
Well can't keep looking backwards
There's a lot for me to learn
And I'm looking forward overly
There's a lot for me to burn
There's a one outside the window
There's a lot for me to learn
Hear less than half of what I see
There's a lot for me to burn
All these small talk conversations
There's a lot for me to learn
And Facebook Invitations
There's a lot for me to burn
All the mystery is over
There's a lot for me to learn
But I keep coming up empty handed baby
There's a lot for me to burn
Well they come in greater numbers
There's a lot for me to learn
They enjoy the mediocre
There's a lot for me to burn
I try to stick my piece in the air
There's a lot for me to learn
But I keep coming up ended handed baby
There's a lot for me to burn
I came up to a shadowy figure
There's a lot for me to learn
Who tried to treat me to all the secrets
There's a lot for me to burn
Yeah, I said that way is not for me
There's a lot for me to learn
I guess I'll languish right here in obscurity
There's a lot for me to burn
Well can't keep looking backwards
There's a lot for me to learn
And I'm looking forward overly
There's a lot for me to burn
There's a one outside the window
There's a lot for me to learn
I guess I'll languish right here in obscurity